Top 100 Bird Of Quotes
#1. Come, fill the Cup, in the fire of Spring
Your Winter-garment of Repentance fling:
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To flutter--and the Bird is on the Wing
Omar Khayyam
#3. A bird painted not with beauty but with all the dirt and wounds collected in a long hard life, in battle, in love, with torn feathers and a busted leg and a chipped beak and one of its eyes half closed; and yet a bird of deeper loveliness for all of that.
Jeff Noon
#4. Sweet Bird of Youth": "The big difference between people is not between the rich and the poor, the good and the evil. The biggest of all differences between people is between those who have had pleasure in love and those who haven't.
Paul Newman
#6. Nor shall this peace sleep with her; but as when
The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix,
Her ashes new-create another heir
As great in admiration as herself.
William Shakespeare
#7. Wild sings the bird of the heart in the forests of our lives.
Mary Oliver
#8. For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.
Kahlil Gibran
#9. The poet is a bird of strange moods. He descends from his lofty domain to tarry among us, singing; if we do not honor him he will unfold his wings and fly back to his dwelling place.
Khalil Gibran
#10. On still another road, a green-haired man wobbled by on peppermint-stick stilts; a fiery-plumed bird of paradise perched on his shoulder. But he's not in this story, so don't pay any attention to him.
Christopher Healy
#11. You are a bird of ill-omen, thought Kelso. You circle the world and wherever you land there is famine and death and destruction: in an earlier and less credulous age, the local citizens would have gathered at the first sight of you and driven you off with stones -
Robert Harris
#12. Credit, that rare bird of security and peace, rested with none, but stood with upraised wings, ready to fly off at the first rumor of suspicion.
Mark Twain
#13. For my own part, I wish the bald eagle had not been chosen the representative of our country. He is a bird of bad moral character. He does not get his living honestly.
Benjamin Franklin
#14. The mosquito is the state bird of New Jersey.
Andy Warhol
#15. While I am compassed round With mirth, my soul lies hid in shades of grief, Whence, like the bird of night, with half-shut eyes, She peeps, and sickens at the sight of day.
John Dryden
#16. Oh bliss, bliss and heaven... Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh... And then, a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal, or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now... I knew such lovely pictures - Alex
Anthony Burgess
#17. The pigeon here is a beautiful bird, of a delicate bronze colour, tinged with pink about the neck, and the wings marked with green and purple.
William John Wills
#18. A new friend is always a miracle, but at thirty-three years old, such a bird of paradise rising in the sage-brush was an avatar. One friend in a lifetime is much; two are many; three are hardly possible.
Henry Adams
#19. Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring The Winter Garment of Repentance fling: The Bird of Time has but a little way To fly-and Lo! the Bird is on the Wing.
Omar Khayyam
#20. Within the ring there lies an O,
Within the O there looks an eye,
In the eye there swims a sea,
And in the sea reflected sky,
And in the sky there shines the sun,
Within the sun a bird of gold.
Kathleen Raine
#21. The Bird of Hermes is my name, eating my wings to make me tame.
Kohta Hirano
#22. Today, candor compels us to admit that our vaunted two-party system is a snare and a delusion, a fraud upon the nation. Our two parties have become nothing but two wings of the same bird of prey.
Pat Buchanan
#23. ANGEL: I I I I
Am the Bird of America, the Bald Eagle,
Continental Principality,
LUMEN PHOSPHOR FLUOR CANDLE!
Tony Kushner
#24. He recited, "My mother was a bird of fire. She bore me swaddled over the ruined cities of my sisters. We rained a sea of flame upon our brother, and brought them aloft again. Transformed. Our mothers burned the cities. We keep the ruins.
Kameron Hurley
#25. The old stories must be learned anew, studied again within the context of a world at odds with itself and only able to be redeemed by the brush of the wing of the great bird of spirit.
Michael Meade
#26. Some say that ever 'gainst the season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long: And then, they say, no spirit can walk abroad; The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor wi
William Shakespeare
#27. Lark of memory
it is your blood that is flowing
and not mine
Lark of memory
I have tightened my fist
Lark of memory
dead bird of mist
you should not have come
to eat from my hand
the grains of oblivion.
Jacques Prevert
#28. I have a Bird in spring
Which for myself doth sing -
The spring decoys.
And as the summer nears -
And as the Rose appears,
Robin is gone.
Yet do I not repine
Knowing that Bird of mine
Though flown -
Learneth beyond the sea
Melody new for me
And will return.
Emily Dickinson
#29. If one cannot catch a bird of paradise, better take a wet hen.
Nikita Khrushchev
#30. At every turn you have to find a new kind of self-sovereignty over your environment. Every kid I see is at the mercy of Periscope, Twitter, or an Angry Bird of some description. People are shackled to their mediocrity by companies and businesses who want to consume your life with theirs.
Daniel Gillies
#31. Swinburne was an absurd character. He was a bird of showy strut and plumage. One could not but admire his glorious feathers; but, as soon as he began to moult ... one saw how very little body there was underneath.
Robert Wilson Lynd
#32. I am the bird of the spiritual Garden,
not of this world of dust; for a few days,
they have a cage of my body made.
Jalaluddin Rumi
#33. Their first actual kiss was a one-celled organism which, after they had been standing on the stairway kissing for some time, evolved into something rather grander
a bird of paradise, for example.
Laurie Colwin
#34. Our bird of hope was being denied the altitude it sought, just free enough to fly dangerously close to the reality of the treetops.
Dan Groat
#35. The forest remembers that the last word can only be
the flaming cry of the bird of ruins in the bowl of the storm
Aime Cesaire
#36. As usual, the oldest women were the most decorated, and the ugliest the most conspicuous. If there was a beautiful lily, or a sweet rose, you had to search for it, concealed in some corner behind a mother with a turban, or an aunt with a bird of paradise.
Alexandre Dumas
#37. Then I will not repine
Knowing that bird of mine
Though flown shall in a distant tree
Bright melody for me
Return.
Emily Dickinson
#39. The four catagories of existance, non-existance, both existance and non-existance, and neither existance nor non-existance, are spiderwebs among spiderwebs which can never take hold of the enormous bird of reality
Gautama Buddha
#40. The Chinese have a very good proverb: The bird of sorrow has to fly, but see that it does not nest in your mind.
Angelo D. Scolozzi
#41. No more my heart shall sob or grieve. My days and nights dissolve in God's own Light. Above the toil of life, my soul is a Bird of Fire winging the Infinite.
Sri Chinmoy
#42. Never be without remembrance of Him, for His remembrance gives strength and wings to the bird of the Spirit.
Rumi
#43. The owl, that bird of onomatopoetic name, is a repetitious question wrapped in feathery insulation especially for Winter delivery.
Hal Borland
#45. There is no being capable of a spiritual life who does not have within him a jungle. Where the wolf constantly HOWLS and the OBSCENE bird of night chatters endlessly.
William James
#46. In the long years to come, not only will the people of this island but of the world, wherever the bird of freedom chirps in human hearts, look back to what we've done, and they will say 'do not despair, do not yield ... march straightforward.
Winston S. Churchill
#47. When the whistling-thrush released
A deep sweet secret on the trembling air;
Blackbird on the wing, bird of the forest shadows,
Black rose in the long ago summer,
This was your song:
It isn't time that's passing by,
It is you and I.
Ruskin Bond
#48. The bird of truth would not be able to fly if it weren't for the air of lies we breathe.
Eugene J. Martin
#49. The bird of youth flies away and doesn't come back. Fly, boy, fly!
Alberto Granado
#50. I once got a huge, expensive flower arrangement from a person I didn't like, who sent it out of pure guilt. It had a hideous bird-of-paradise in the middle, and I thought it would never fade and die. I hated it.
Maeve Binchy
#51. Bird of the sky
still bound to the earth,
soaring to unimaginable heights
yet returning to perch in the willow.
Death is near, always near
and so...is life
even in the ashes.
Rise Up Phoenix.
Live. Fly. Create!
Michele Jennae
#52. I abide in a goodly Museum, Frequented by sages profound: 'Tis a kind of strange mausoleum, Where the beasts that have vanished abound. There's a bird of the ages Triassic, With his antediluvian beak, And many a reptile Jurassic, And many a monster antique.
May Kendall
#54. The bird of paradise alights only upon the hand that does not grasp.
John Berry
#55. Consider well the proportion of things: it is better to be a young June bug than an old bird of paradise.
Mark Twain
#56. The bird of Jove, stoop'd from his aery tour, Two birds of gayest plume before him drove.
John Milton
#57. If it looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, we have at least to consider the possibility that we have a small aquatic bird of the family anatidae on our hands.
Douglas Adams
#58. Mozart's mental grip never loosens; he never abandons himself to any one sense; even at his most ecstatic moments his mind is vigorous, alert, and on the wing. He dives unerringly on to his finest ideas like a bird of prey, and once an idea is seized he soars off again with an undiminished power.
Walter J. Turner
#59. Close your eyes and let the mind expand. Let no fear of death or darkness arrest its course. Allow the mind to merge with Mind. Let it flow out upon the great curve of consciousness. Let it soar on the wings of the great bird of duration, up to the very Circle of Eternity.
Hermes Trismegistus
#60. More like some small, fierce bird of prey, something with a sharp bite. An owl perhaps, that speaks only when the rest of the world sleeps.
Jenny will do well enough.
Juliet Marillier
#61. I am a bird of God's garden
and I do not belong to this dusty world
For a day or two they have put me here
in this cage of my own body
I did not come here of my own
I will not return of my own
to my own country.
Rumi
#62. A bird no one wants. he's mine. my bird of pain. he doesn't sing. that bird swaying on the bough.
Charles Bukowski
#63. How could an argument soothe or settle a controversy when every word is a nest for a bird of doubt? (meaning of words as inferences)
Edmond Jabes
#64. It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now.
Anthony Burgess
#65. - Bird of the soul -
To all the beautiful people who seek to genuinely love themselves and live the life that their souls truly want.
Ilchi Lee
#66. It is possible for us to mount into a state in which a doubt or a fear shall be but as a bird of passage flitting across the soul, but never lingering there.
Charles Haddon Spurgeon
#67. She was so goddamn beautiful, the way things that could end you were. Guns. Knives. The tawny bird of prey she resembled.
Anne Calhoun
#68. May the bird of paradise fly up your nose, may an elephant caress you with his toes, may your wife be plagued with runners in her hose.
'Little' Jimmy Dickens
#69. I sought the bird of bliss and she flew away, I sought my neighbor's good and bliss came my way
Anonymous
#70. My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes. They are the cradle of the morning, they are the kingdom of the stars. My songs are lost in their depths. Let me but soar in that sky, in its lonely immensity. Let me but cleave its clouds and spread wings in its sunshine.
Rabindranath Tagore
#71. Looking round upon those eager, friendly faces, I compared them with the cold face of the [christian] missionary, who suddenly appeared to me as a great bird of prey
Marmaduke William Pickthall
#72. A glimpse
of my feathers.
Show too much and they'll tear you apart
Bird of Paradise
Born in the trenches
Facing the mouth of a gun.
Emily Bird
#73. A poet is a bird of unearthly excellence, who escapes from his celestial realm arrives in this world warbling. If we do not cherish him, he spreads his wings and flies back into his homeland.
Khalil Gibran
#74. In the shining hours of togetherness
Light of the morning on your eyes
Bridge to immortality sang a bird of paradise
Peaceful we laughed on the banks
Where breathed freedom in the eternal river
Kristian Goldmund Aumann
#75. Curse not the king, no not in thy thought; and curse not the rich in thy bedchamber, for a bird of the air shall carry the voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter.
Doris Lessing
#76. Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.
Rumi
#78. The Golden Eagle, which has universally been considered as a bird of most extraordinary powers of flight, is in my estimation little more than a sluggard, though its wings are long and ample.
John James Audubon
#79. The sound coming out of me is nothing like a cough, nothing even in the same category of a song, but some kind of bird of prey roar, shredding my throat, pulsating my fingers, and Milekt beneath it, singing inside my voice, amplifying me, and making me stronger.
Maria Dahvana Headley
#80. Any chick who carried around a bird of prey with a little helmet was cool in my book. Oh, man, I really hoped she didn't intend to kill us all.
Kresley Cole
#81. Her despair grew so great that it burst her breast open and like a bird of fire shattered the stone and broke out into the light of day
the light of day, faint in her windowless room.
Ursula K. Le Guin
#82. And only the enlightened can recall their former lives; for the rest of us, the memories of past existences are but glints of light, twinges of longing, passing shadows, disturbingly familiar, that are gone before they can be grasped, like the passage of that silver bird on Dhaulagiri.
Peter Matthiessen
#83. Movement is most of what a bird is. When they're dead, they're only feathers and air.
William Wharton
#84. It was said that the hernia whistled like a lugubrious bird on stormy nights and twisted in unbearable pain when a buzzard feather was burned nearby, but no one complained about those discomforts because a large, well-carried rupture was, more than anything else, a display of masculine honor.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
#85. An ethical fraternity, with its mythical Nothing, not infused by any archaic-infantile driving force, is a pure vacuum and can never evoke in man the slightest trace of that age-old animal power which drives the migrating bird across the sea. . . .
C. G. Jung
#86. It sounds disgusting, in my opinion, 'stuffing,'" she continued. "I'd never heard of it before Rafe told me. To put your fingers inside a raw bird. It's the sort of thing they did on the frontier, isn't it.
Caleb Crain
#87. I have nine children ... and one of them is an invalid. Her mother is obliged to take her away in the winter, and when one bird is off the nest, the other has to go on.
Melville Fuller
#88. If I were ever to go mad it would be on Thanksgiving Day, that day of guilt and grace when the family hangs upon you like an ax over a sacrificial victim, like the oven's heat on that poor bird.
Francine Du Plessix Gray
#89. At some point, Jesper realized Kaz was gone.
"Not one for goodbyes, is he?" he muttered.
"He doesn't say goodbye," Inej said. She kept her eyes on the lights of the canal. Somewhere in the garden, a night bird began to sing. "He just lets go.
Leigh Bardugo
#91. At core, no matter how kindly may be your thoughts of the human race, there are times when all you want to do is crumple it up and either set fire to it, or use it to pad the floor of a bird cage.
Big bird cage.
Really big bird.
Harlan Ellison
#92. If the light of the sun is invisible to the owl it is only the fault of that bird and not of the sun.
Ramana Maharshi
#93. My background is in biology. Before getting into the family business, I worked at the Predatory Bird Research Group at the University of California at Santa Cruz, fundraising for them.
Nell Newman
#94. I've always loved stories of animals and birds that can appear to be human, just by taking off their skins or their feathers.
Delia Sherman
#95. Twentieth pupil of the centuries knows its stuff and bird-changed this century like Jesus climbs the sky.
Guillaume Apollinaire
#96. I want the people of New Jersey to jump off a cliff like Kurt Vonnegut so I can show them how to fly. This way, nobody needs to grow any wings, which would be impossible anyway because we're humans and not some kind of bird.
Richie Sambora
#97. A lot of times, the inspiration for a novel is a messy bird's nest of shiny things. Little things that don't make a whole lot of sense or that, no matter how hard you look, cannot be found directly in the finished book.
Molly O'Keefe
#99. And for a second I feel an overwhelming sense of joy, and I think she's done it, she's flying, and time seems to stop with her glittering in the air like a beautiful bird. But then time resumes, and the air doesn't hold her ...
Lauren Oliver
#100. Though wild turkeys may not be the PhDs of the bird world----that distinction goes to the common crow----they do have the capability to learn and remember important survival information from their environment and from those of their own kind.
Gary W. Griffen
